"Do you believe what your mother said: I think it's more like a lie."

"Which one do you say?"

"Filial piety: Our mother always seems to like to boast that she is the emperor's most filial daughter, but the emperor has only one daughter, and there is not even a comparison with her: and in her relationship with the emperor, should not loyalty be more important than filial piety, and why should filial piety be discussed when there is loyalty?"

"You don't understand that, Aniah."

"Loyalty and filial piety are not the same, don't confuse them."

“…… Is there any difference? ”

"It depends on the situation: just like there is an old saying among mortals, called [the dilemma of loyalty and filial piety since ancient times], which means that those mortals who make a living in the bureaucratic system often fall into a very awkward situation when there is a conflict between the two systems of the court and the family."

"Because, no matter which system they choose to flatter in the end, they will inevitably be resisted by the other, and the two systems have their own reasons, which leads to the fact that no matter which one they choose, they will cause wrong results and even more infamy."

"But such a problem does not exist with our mother, because the emperor is both the object of her loyalty and the father to whom she needs to be dutiful: I think my mother's words are more like an active choice of her obligations to the emperor and her relationship with the emperor."

"What you mean is that our mother wants to maintain a father-daughter relationship with the emperor more than a relationship of allegiance between the emperor and the courtier: I don't see any difference between that, and I don't think the emperor would want to maintain any close family relationship with our mother."

"That's right, Aniah: I think the same way you do."

"And that's the problem."

【Cassiopeia】Semiramis placed her wine glass on the table.

Semiramis was the fourth and last Squireshal to enter the room, and long before she knocked on the door, her three blood sisters, Virgo, Visenia, and Ophiuchus, had been chatting in the room for about fifteen minutes.

For Morgan's daughters, this kind of gathering was a rare occasion: although their mother had created six stellar maids in the past ten years, the fifth had never appeared, they didn't even know the sister's name or code name, and as for the sixth, no one would talk about it, they didn't think the guy existed.

Therefore, when the four stellar maids gathered in the depths of the [Dawning Goddess], that is, the side hall [Sword Fence Hall] on the left hand side of the throne hall of the original body, according to Morgan's order, each of Morgan's daughters secretly looked forward to this sisters' meeting in their hearts.

Although they are only artificial creations created by Morgan using metal, flesh and blood, unknown technology, and the psionic energy of subspace, the Lord of Avalon is still very generous to add a mod about blood kinship to his daughter's emotional processor, so that the Stellar Handmaidens can see each other as sisters, blood relatives, rather than completely indifferent colleagues like the Forbidden Army.

This generosity allowed Morgan's daughters to do things that the golden guards could never do: for example, when Semiramis entered the room, her three sisters immediately stopped talking, put down their cups, and came to her side, smiling and hugging her, welcoming her.

Smiling and hugging: This is certainly not a difficult thing, and it can even be said to be an instinctive action for humans to express their emotions, but it is such a simple act, and those forbidden troops who have been given high hopes by the emperor to lead mankind are basically difficult to do.

Isn't that also a kind of irony?

It was only after this that Cassiopeia had time to take a closer look at the Hall of the Sword Railing: the side hall continued the usual aesthetic of the Legion of the Dawnbreakers, and although it looked grand and large, it did not have much luxury, and the surrounding walls were all made of some smooth gray marble, clear enough to contrast the human face.

There is also no ornament above the walls, the only thing that stands out is that on the high wall facing the door, there is a huge banner of good quality, on which is the symbol of the Legion of the Dawnbreaker: the infinite circle sun wrapped in a Celtic knot, and on the walls on either side is a dense collection of data and maps of the star, telling all kinds of information about the Far Eastern Frontier and the wars to be waged with the Legion of the Dawnbreaker in the past and in the future.

As for the bottom of the wall, they are arranged in this way in the [Sword Bar] used to store weapons and the filing cabinet used to store documents, both of which are tightly attached to the wall to make room for the real protagonist: the solid conference table and the auxiliary instruments scattered like cobwebs around the conference table.

Cassiopeia looked at all of this, and in less than four seconds, when her gaze returned, she had walked to the side of the conference table, put down her glass, and sat down in her place: the largest of the five chairs now left for the creator of the Stellar Handmaidens.

And until the Creator arrives, they can be like sisters, discussing things that interest them freely: their mothers, or the emperors of the human race, who are their theoretical ...... Grandfather?

"By blood, we should call the Emperor Grandpa, though he will certainly not recognize our granddaughters, and we will only think of him as our mother's monarch."

"Contradictions like this also exist in the relationship between the emperor and our mother."

As she spoke, Orion's fingers slowly circled on the table, she was one of the more talkative among the few people present: among the four sisters, Virgo had been with her mother the longest, and her personality was always a kind of arrogance, while Cassiopeia and Orion were both members of Morgan's side, and they were not stage fright, but Ophiuchus, who had been arranged by the Spider Empress for scientific research, and most of the time, they would only listen and think quietly.

"What do you mean is that there is a relationship between our mother and the emperor at the same time, a monarch and a father and daughter, and instead of fusing together to make them close to each other, they have caused more differences?"

"It's normal."

Cassiopeia, the governor of Avalon, waved his hand in a lazy tone.

"I've seen too many examples of this in Avalon, where the lord and his son are both a prince and a son, and it is almost impossible to have a good relationship with such a combination, and in those exceptional cases of good relations, most of them are a combination of a strict father and a cowardly child, and our mother is clearly not a cowardly child."

"But she still had to be the emperor's child, or play that role."

"A filial daughter?"

"Yes."

The Virgo, the closest to the main seat, imitates their mother, with her legs crossed, and her voice has an almost deliberate authority in the face of her sister.

"I've seen the emperor, he has always treated our mother with the etiquette of a king and a minister, but our mother has no loyalty to the emperor, they can barely be regarded as partners with the same purpose."

"Then why does she always emphasize that she is the filial daughter of the emperor?"

It was Ophiuchus who spoke, and unlike her three sisters, the stellar maid in charge of scientific research curled up her legs and almost sat in her seat.

Cassiopeia laughed.

"Because like I said: loyalty and filial piety are two different things."

"The essence of loyalty is to set goals in life, to determine what you want to achieve in your life: many people dedicate their loyalty to a purpose or a dream, a group or a person, because they need this obvious vantage point to set the direction in life."

Cassiopeia finished speaking, and the Virgo next to him nodded and followed.

"Filial piety, on the other hand, is much more complicated, and I personally feel that filial piety is more like your feedback to the world: you were protected by your nurturer when you were weak, and when you are stronger than your nurturer, you have to give back that protection. This is filial piety, which is more like an instinct carried by living beings than loyalty. ”

Finally, it was Orion who nodded.

"In short, loyalty is more precise, and filial piety is more ambiguous, and there is no constant relationship between the two, depending on whether you want to be a little more careful or a little confused."

“……”

After listening to the two sisters take turns speaking, Ophiuchus nodded, the confusion on her face still not dissipated.

"So, our mother chose filial piety in the end?"

"Not a choice."

"It's fusion."

Orion shook his glass.

"Our mother had no loyalty to the emperor at all, something they both knew: she did not share the emperor's great ideals, but she had to choose to stand behind the emperor out of practical pressure."

"Therefore, when our mother had to get along with the emperor, their relationship would become very awkward: for their relationship could not be described as a monarch or a son."

"In contrast, our mother ended up being more flexible."

"In what way?"

The answer to Ophiuchus is a sly smile from Virgo.

"When the emperor wanted to give her something in return, she chose to be a loyal minister: because the king's reward for his loyal servants must be sufficient and convincing, and any deduction will affect the relationship of trust between the king and the minister."

"And when the emperor needs her to give, or when she needs the emperor's help, she will become the emperor's filial daughter: because a father cannot demand that his daughter help him desperately, unless he has been desperate to help his daughter, and when faced with his daughter's request, a father cannot refuse directly with a strong attitude."

“……”

"What is this?"

Ophiuchus murmured.

"The role of the self."

Cassiopeia touched her chin and looked at her sisters with some uncertainty, but none of them could give her a precise answer.

"It should be about the same: there is always a need for a way to get along with the mother and the emperor, so they occasionally talk about it as a monarch and a minister, and occasionally a father and daughter, depending on the specific situation, mainly depending on who has what to ask for whom in the next meeting?"

"But does that kind of persona really matter for people like them?"

Ophiuchus' confusion caused her sisters to look at each other and giggle.

In the end, it was Virgo who answered her: Virgo seemed to have the ultimate authority on any matter concerning Morgan.

"This kind of thing may seem inconsequential, but it has its own value, sister."

"As Semiramis said just now, there are many cases where the relationship between the monarch and the relationship between the father and the son is taken into account, and it will eventually evolve into a tragedy: the emperor and many primordials are like this, and they cannot find a relative balance between the monarch and the father and son, which is an important reason for the tension between many genetic primitives and the emperor."

"Is the Emperor their king, or their father: are they fighting for him, and are they even courtiers who need to worry about whether they will be able to fly the birds and hide the bow, or are they the heirs of the same blood as him?"

"If it's a courtier, then why do they call him a father, if it's a son, but the emperor doesn't behave like a father in many cases: do you know how many primordials are trapped in such problems?"

"The Emperor is also trapped here."

Orion interjected with a smile.

"That's why he acquiesced to our mother's way of taking advantage."

"At the very least, our mother will not be in an awkward position when she gets along with the emperor, and both of them have a basic understanding of each other's roles, and can communicate and trade within the expected range."

"That's why my mother occasionally calls herself the emperor's filial daughter."

"Yes, every time this happens, it means that she needs to ask the emperor for something: so she will hint to herself in advance, asking herself to position herself on the side of her daughter, after all, when facing a role like the emperor, even our mothers need long-term preparation and self-suggestion."

Virgo said as she looked at the wine glass in her hand, quietly watching the bright red wine sway into a whirlpool.

"On the other hand, that's one of her reasons for designing us, because the pressures of such a twisted relationship always need another outlet: the Dawnbreakers' adoration of her is too fanatical for her to fully play the role of a mother."

"Therefore, our daughters can make her experience the ordinariness and preciousness of family affection."

"In other words, are we the equivalent of her genetic protoplasm?"

Ophiuchus leaned forward and placed her arms on the table, her question made the remaining three stellar maidens ponder for a moment, but soon, the three of them shook their heads solemnly in turn.

"Not exactly."

Orion laughed mockingly.

"How?"

"After all, we have mothers: how can a genetic prototype have a mother?"

"Yes, the genetic protogenes obviously don't need a mother, and the two are completely incompatible: you see how they reject the one who has a mother."

#罪恶的笑声#

"Then why do you say that the genetic protogens don't need a mother, but they always have a father: and often a very bad father, even a good father. Generally speaking, they will die quickly. ”

"It's not easy."

Virgo tilted her head.

"The Primordials don't have a mother, that's because they really won't have a mother in their lives, and the Primordials have a terrible father, that's because they really have a terrible father in their lives."

"Then why did the good father die?"

"If the good father doesn't die, how can they follow that bad father?"

#再次响起的罪恶笑声#

"But seriously: the Emperor made the Primitives call him his father, but he didn't behave like a father, or like a very bad father, do you think his behavior is a kind of deception?"

"I don't think that's cheating."

Orion nodded solemnly.

"Yes: we generally call this kind of behavior insurance indemnity."

"Father's Insurance?"

"Orphan insurance: guarantees that the genetic protogens will not be de facto orphans, but they don't live like a group of orphans, I'm afraid they won't be covered by the claim."

"But each genoplasm has its own group of offspring: what is it?"

“……”

"An orphanage?"

#再糟糕不过的笑声#

——————

When Morgan pushed the door open, she saw her four daughters and sat there laughing.

Morgan's daughters didn't even get up from their chairs to greet their mother first: Morgan, of course, didn't want them to do that, and that would give her a subtle sense of detachment from what she thought she was a mother.

So, before the somewhat alarmed Stellar Handmaidens could act, the Lord of Avalon waved his hand and motioned for them to continue sitting: when she reached the conference table, Morgan kissed Virgo on the forehead as usual, but soon she found that this behavior attracted three angry glances, and she had to counteract the resentment of the other daughters with three more unplanned forehead kisses.

The water still has to be even, and as a nurturer she must treat everyone equally: especially when the other children are present.

Such a little wisdom obviously eased the atmosphere around the conference table, and the star maids restrained the casualness just now, sat up straight one by one, took the data board handed over by their mothers, and then clicked on the information storage module above, and the dazzling data took about thirty seconds to make the star maids completely browse.

Thirty seconds later, Morgan, who had closed his eyes slightly, opened his eyes.

The meeting began.

[In general, we have only one main agenda item for this meeting: the other topics are just add-ons.] 】

The Lord of Avalon's fingers flexed and tapped on the top of the conference table.

[My daughters, I think it's time for us to confirm the organizational structure of the entire Dawnbreaker Legion, and how it deals with the Far Eastern Frontier. 】

(End of chapter)